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Akimbo Gold at Grizzly Creek 2 by Michael

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Akimbo Gold at Grizzly Creek 2

Dark Cinematic Western

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Yeah...
Grizzly Creek.
When the moon climbs high, the price goes up.
Let’s look at the ledger.
I’m the architect, counting brass in the back room
While the sky reflects the light of a fast doom.
Old man, silver beard, wisdom in the glance
But don’t mistake the merchant for a man who wouldn't dance—
With the devil in the dust. I’m the law, I’m the trust,
Keep the safes locked tight 'til the iron turns to rust.
Hear the wolves howling? That’s just noise to a mogul,
I handle business worldwide, but the threat is staying local.
I got the gold revolvers, akimbo, that’s the flex,
Signing death warrants on the back of every check.
From the vault to the street, it’s a dynasty of lead,
If you’re scratching at my door, you're already dead.
Ugh.
Akimbo gold! Yeah, we popping at the fur!
If a dog wanna bark, let the engine purr.
Revolvers in the air, yeah, we holding down the bar,
Checking every monster, leave a permanent scar.
Grizzly Creek! We the ones in control,
Put a bullet in a wolf, leave a hole in his soul!
Look, I’m the baddest bartender that you ever seen,
Mixing up the cognac with the kerosene! (Facts!)
I got the waist cinched tight and the shotgun longer,
Think because I’m pretty that your pack is getting stronger?
No!
I’m a desert rose, red boots on the floor,
Stray ponytail swinging while I’m guarding the door.
See the madame in the silk? That’s my blood, that's my sister,
If a beast touches the dress, then it’s "bye-bye, mister!"
I’m a curvaceous shooter, aiming right at the head,
I don't need the silver, give me gold instead!
I’m the queen of the saloon, yeah, the vibes is expensive,
But my trigger finger’s itchy and the glock is offensive!
Watch out!
Akimbo gold! Yeah, we popping at the fur!
If a dog wanna bark, let the engine purr.
Revolvers in the air, yeah, we holding down the bar,
Checking every monster, leave a permanent scar.
Grizzly Creek! We the ones in control,
Put a bullet in a wolf, leave a hole in his soul!
The madame moves in silence, dark skin, royal stature,
A Victorian vision that the wolves can't capture.
She’s the shadow in the gown, I’m the power in the vault,
If the line gets breached, it’s nobody’s fault—
But the ones who thought the gold was just for show and the glitter,
Leaving every predator feeling hollow and bitter.
Yeah, we stacking up the bodies like we stacking up the racks,
Akimbo gold revolvers, never looking back!
Woooo!
It’s a lopsided war.
And we’re winning.
Grizzly Creek. Akimbo gold.
Don't get bit.